The Other Side: Trent's Story

Published: 01/22/2016

ISBN Digital: 9781509205400
ISBN Print: 9781509205394
Page Count: 332
Word Count: 80355
Rating: Sweet

The Other Side Series

Melinda James is finally out of Skyview Haven—an asylum where she was confined for years—and is living her life, free at last. However, things are not going as planned; harassed by unexplained paranormal experiences, she doesn’t feel safe in her own home. And when she turns to her best friend Trent for help and support, she is surprised to find her feelings for him have grown far beyond a simple friendship.

Trent Miller isn’t prepared to fight evil, but he will do whatever it takes to save Melinda from an evil entity that is seeking revenge for past events. Armed with knowledge gleaned from television shows, a team of paranormal investigators, and the prayers of family and friends, he is ready to face anything.

The question is, does he tell her about his feelings for her before or after he fights a battle with evil for Melinda’s very soul?



I turn back. “Yes?”

“Thank you.”

I smile and leave the room. She stays in her room the rest of the day. I check in on her occasionally while I keep working on the yards. I need to keep busy or I’ll go crazy, if I’m not already there. Mostly, she sleeps, but once when I peek in her room, she’s awake and just watching TV. She looks at me and attempts a smile that comes out more like a fake grin. I leave her alone because I know she needs to deal with everything that’s happened on her own terms. The only thing I said earlier in the day was that I’m here for whatever she needs, to which she just nodded.

Still needing to do something, I go into the bathroom and take measurements and then go look for a new medicine cabinet. I’m not gone long and when I return, I see that she’s still sleeping. I don’t install the new cabinet yet for fear of waking her.

Later, I make dinner and take a tray up to her. She’s awake, but I can tell she’s not up to talking because she gives me a half grin and turns her head away. I think she still needs time to herself.

When I retrieve the tray, I see she barely picked at it. After cleaning up the kitchen, I go back to her room to check on her once more—I’m beginning to feel like a mother hen, but can’t help myself—and I can’t believe what I’m seeing. She’s sitting on her bed, facing the doorway. Her eyes are open and looking toward the ceiling. I follow her gaze and don’t see anything.

“Melinda, what are you looking at?”

She doesn’t answer, so I repeat my question.

She finally looks at me and says in a voice not hers, “You will pay for your father’s sins.”


I’m so shocked I almost fall over. Her voice…its voice…whatever…sounds like a man’s and it definitely sounds mean.

“You will die,” the voice says.

My mouth is hanging open and I’m unable to do anything but stare at Melinda…or whoever or whatever has taken over her body. I glance around the room to see if another spirit is present. My heart is beating rapidly and my insides are shaking. My hands are trembling and my fingers are cold and I’m having difficulty breathing. I want to run from this room, but know that’s the last thing I can do. It takes me a few minutes to realize that something must be possessing Melinda. I try to call out again to her, but can’t find my voice. I have to do something. I finally find the floor beneath my feet and quickly dart the few steps to her bedside.

“Melinda,” I’m shaking her. “Leave her alone! Whoever you are, leave her alone!”

“Die,” it whispers and Melinda’s hands reach up to my throat.

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